Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? She begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.”
((How do you respond?))
With hesitance, Kalgir is surprised by her statement: "What do you mean by expecting? I just came here? Who are you?" The hag not answering to Kalgirs question finally breaks and starts telling his background: "Kalgir Rustbarrel I am. Just a simple miner and a carver. (Trying to give as little information to the unknown person in front of him). "What do you want from me?" The hag not answering without a stutter or a change of emotion still silent. Kalgir, under the pressure, bends and tells more: "I am a carver, I've chiseled golems as an apprentice before. Is this what you wanted to hear?! My master gave me a task to find a place to work and complete my work so I could continue in his footsteps. To create the perfect golem. That's my story, happy?!" Kalgir getting a bit angered by so called "interrigation" (in his head). "I am done with you old hag!" Kalgir getting slowly up from the ground and leaving the tent stays for a bit to think what just happened. Feeling insecure by giving so much about himself feeling sweat down his bald head hastily (in dwarven speed) leaves the area and continues his task to find the dwarven hold to settle and to finish his task.
